Chapter 5: The Descending Fox

"Yo, the little junior brother is going to carry water again,"

"Hey, you know a fart, I'm here to cultivate!"

"Xiao Pingzi, you're here again, have you learned any new spells today?"

"No, Master has let me carry water these days,"

"Why?"

"It's not because I accidentally burned down the Yuanchen Palace. ”

Listening to the girl's laughter like a silver bell, all Qian Shiping's worries disappeared in an instant.

"Forget it, I haven't been down the mountain for a long time, why don't we go down the mountain today?"

When the girl heard this, her eyes lit up and she said, "Go down the mountain......?" I'm afraid my mother won't agree,"

"If you don't tell her, it's okay, I'm different, I can go wherever I want, I'll be happy first, it's a big deal to listen to those few painless preaching,"

The girl covered her mouth and chuckled, "That's interesting, okay, let's go back quickly?"

Not long after the two of them walked on their front feet, Yuan Dao Zhenren appeared silently out of thin air where the two had just talked, and after looking around, he shook his head helplessly, squatted down, and scooped up the wooden barrel that was about to float away along the river.

Just when he was about to stand up, a light of different color shone from the gravel at the bottom of the stream, huh? Yuan Dao Zhenren frowned lightly and raised his hand, and a bronze bell spun and broke out of the water, Yuan Dao Zhenren pointed his hand in surprise, and the bell turned bigger and bigger, and after a while, a bronze Hong Zhong with a beast head on top of a person was suspended in mid-air.

"This" ......

Then Yuan Dao Zhenren pinched a trick in his hand, and his eyes immediately bloomed with golden light, and the surrounding scenery also emerged like a projection, and at this time, the two figures retreated backwards and returned to the stream.

The barrel was back in Qian Shiping's hands...... Then I saw my apprentice, who was foolish by the stream, throwing the little bell into the water...... Then I saw a silver-white fox transform into a pretty and colorful girl......

"Hiss~" this ...... Seeing this, Yuan Dao Zhenren's face became more and more heavy......

Qian Shiping looked at the girl who was surprised and surprised by everything, and asked, "You won't be going down the mountain for the first time, right?" The girl said unabashedly, "Yes, usually my mother doesn't let me go out because of my close attention." ”

Qian Shiping was a little speechless and said, "Uh...... I really sympathize with you,

"Look at it,"

Saying that, the girl picked up a grimace mask with a blue face and fangs and covered her face, and ran to Qian Shiping's eyes with a strange scream, then laughed and took off the mask, stuck out her tongue and asked, "Are you afraid?"

Seeing Qian Shiping looking at him with a hazy look and dementia, a flush immediately appeared on the girl's face, and then she whispered, "Phew! It's really annoying, I always look at people like this." When Qian Shiping heard this, he had to scratch his head in embarrassment and pretend to look around...

In the shade of the trees by the river in the south of the city, there sat a fortune teller, dressed in a simple and unpretentious cyan robe, but the unknown bone hairpin that was obliquely inserted on the bun added a sense of mystery to it, and his peaceful and calm face was as calm as the water behind him.

On the low table in front of him was a bamboo tube containing more than a dozen bamboo sticks, a piece of white paper, a few brushes, and an ink inkstone.

Facing the smiling girl standing opposite, she said softly, "Is the girl testing marriage or breaking the disaster?"

The young man next to him hurriedly said, "Test marriage, test marriage,

The girl gave the boy a blank look, "Talky! Who told you to say it, it's really annoying,"

The fortune teller glanced at the young man, then at the shy girl, and chuckled, "Then, please ask the girl to report her birthday,"

After the girl finished reporting her birthday, the fortune teller suddenly paused with his fingers, and then looked at the girl again suspiciously and said, "This ...... The old man doesn't know!"

The corners of Qian Shiping's mouth twitched disdainfully, "That's it, and you dare to call yourself a god operator?"

The gentleman did not pay attention to the young man's sneering, but turned to the girl and said, "Please come forward and look at the palmistry again,"

The girl suddenly felt funny and stepped forward and stretched out her slender jade hand as white as mutton fat,

But the fortune teller's face changed like lightning, and he grabbed the girl's wrist, raised his eyebrows, and shouted angrily, "Bold and demonic...... Before the word "sin" could be spoken, he was kicked out of the air, and then he fell into the river behind him with a "poof" sound.

"Dare to flirt with a girl in broad daylight? You don't want to inquire about the little master in Linzhou City, how did you get the name of this little demon king of the world!"

"You dare to pretend to be a Taoist disciple, I've long seen you unpleasantly," he said and kicked over the table on the ground again, kicking the broken signboard with the god operator written on it.

The girl glanced at the fortune teller who fell into the river with a complicated face, took the young man's hand and begged, "Shiping, forget it, let's go,"

Then he comforted the girl and said, "Don't be afraid, no one will be able to bully you if I am here!"

But seeing the tears that the girl was about to burst out of her eyes, she couldn't bear to sigh and said, "Forget it, forget it, let's go, let's spare him once today." ”

The fortune teller in the water climbed ashore with a gloomy face, looked at the two backs in the distance, looked down and looked at the palm that was bleeding as if it had been pierced by countless steel needles, raised his hand and pulled out a white short hair that was deeply rooted in the flesh, looked at it carefully, and exclaimed with great joy, "Three-tailed silver fox!"

"Yo, Shiping is back! Madam, Madam, our son is back!"

The first thing Mrs. Qian saw was a girl with a delicate and pretty face and a refined temperament, "Oh, this is?"

Qian Shiping tilted his head and said, "This is my friend, Linglong, this is my mother." ”

The girl named Linglong blushed and whispered a greeting, "Hello aunt,"

Mrs. Qian smiled like a flower and agreed, "Hey, good, good," after speaking, she took Linglong's hand and said, "Yo, look at this skin with fine skin and tender flesh, how to maintain it, and teach me too?"

Looking at the girl Qian Shiping, who was a little shy and a little embarrassed, he hurriedly said, "My mother is like this, she is very enthusiastic about everyone, don't mind!"

Mrs. Qian pretended to be slightly angry and reprimanded, "Hey, what did the stinky boy say?" After speaking, he took Linglong's hand and walked into the house, let's ignore him, go, and show you my collection of jewelry.

Looking at his smirking son, the shopkeeper stepped forward and lightly pestled Qian Shiping and asked, "Stinky boy, it's okay!

Qian Shiping scratched his head embarrassedly and said, It's nothing, it's all friends, the corner of the shopkeeper's mouth teased slightly, "Friend, I see that your eyes are almost on the girl, right?"